With the Eyes of a Child Do I Now See
The always bleak realities.
My mother the evening news told me.
That only death and poverty awaits me.
She told me to hide away my smiles of FREE!
Told me that my dark skin was very ugly.
I cried many tears of journeyed sads.
Father streets told me daily to sell that dope or its going be my ASS!
What was I to do?
How do I respond to these everyday truths?
There are no people on television like me.
Maybe, one or two Brothas and Sistas in an all white show.
This racist reality is what I live every day though.
Maybe, if I get locked up again,
With Jim and Jazz.
I’ll be starring in an African American ensemble cast.
If you want to find basically 12 percent of African American Men.
Then commit a crime.
That will get you incarcerated…
ALL THE TIME!
Robbed Ms.Tillman a few moments ago.
That old lady basically raised me though.
Used to be my babysitter though.
I felt no pain about robbing her ass though.
She broke her hip trying to hold on to her purse though.
I kicked her in her leg though.
I needed that $50.00 more than she did you know.
She will probably be okay though.
All my friends in these streets do the same thing though.
I got to buy that weed and fuck these hoes!
Never had a real father or mother though.
Religious folks always tell me I am a bad seed and have no value though.
Ms. Church told me that I don’t even have a real SOUL!
These uppity people make me feel low though!
Judging me up and down like they God though!
I don’t believe in God no more.
That nigga took away my heart…
I mean my granny though.
No one gives a fuck about me though.
Prison life or death row.
Seems to be my fate though.
I don’t care about me no more yo!
Remember, they said I have no Soul.
About to go out there and stick up, Ms. Church?
And take her out though.
Funny bitch laughing at me every day though.
Gonna take your life right now!
Pulling out my knife right now.
Stabbing her right through the heart right now!
Just killed that bitch right now!
Feeling real good right now!
‘What the fuck just hit me from behind?’
Fucking cops just shot me down.
As they shot me through the heart!
There were no more second chances for me or new starts.
Mother News told the truth about me.
That no one really wants me.
Wish I could have gotten a hug from the TV.
My poor ass just got dead.
All my breaths pouring out finally.
One more black kid dead on these streets.
Gonna get a toe tag noose on my big toe.
I was lynched by my mentality’s foes.
Can’t say I didn’t know?
Into the ground my future goes.
These streets has no soul.
The grave gives me no hope.
Dropping the soap of six feet deep no hope.
No more me to ever see.
Wait a minute! I can hear the evening news reporting another Brother killed lately.
It is fucked up how in death I get more recognition.
To be that next statistic.
Maybe, you’ll make it and someone will hug and fix it.
Fix the pain before you face the same foolish fate as me.
If only someone had hugged me down.
And told me that I was brilliant and profound.
Maybe, I wouldn’t be holding this six feet dirt nap down.
Oh shit! God don’t leave me NOW!
My story is over NOW!